This chapter is not edited and it's short, but i like it anyways you learn a lot about bella and her family.
Disclamer: I don't own twilight, nuff said, nuff said.
Ch.2 Phil
I was right, last night was really interesting. I always had to throw off Kathleen's advances, while Robert was practically rolling on the ground with laughter. When she left the room to get me more tea, I told Robert to send her a hint that I was taken. He liked that idea and literally jumped at the chance.
As soon as she walked in he leaped up and came behind my chair. I thought he was just going to give me a kiss, but instead he started nibbling and sucking on my neck undoubtedly giving me a hickey. Against all odds I liked it and started leaning into him, stupid teenage hormones.
"Isabella" my mother called up from the base of the stairs. Knocking me back into reality, and away from my wonderful memories.
"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that? That is not my name!" I could tell I had made her mad, because she came stomping up the stairs muttering things that weren't very lady like.
"Your highnesses don't do any thing rash." Anne our top maid said to my mother trying to stall her, so I could cover up my hickey that she had discovered earlier while lacing up my bodice. She was more of a really helpful sister to me than a maid.
I quickly grabbed my rouge and covered up the red on my neck. I had just veiled the make up as my mother walked in quickly shoving Anne away from the door. "What is wrong with you?" she wined and pouted at me "It took me years to pick out your name why do you hate it so much?" by this time she was practically in tears. She has been extremely emotional, but only because she's stressed out.
"I don't hate it per say I just like Bella better, why can't you understand that?" I said to ease her tension. She gave me the puppy dog look so I continued. "If I remember correctly you had no problem calling me that before father died last year." I instantly felt bad about bringing up the subject. It just made it worse when she flinched.
"It's not my fault he died, I have no control over when people go to heaven" she pretty much yelled at me. This made me so angry; I wasn't saying she could have controlled it, not even close.
"You only call me Isabella because of Phil, I know it! He's all you care about now, your beloved husband!" I screamed back my temper boiling at this point. "Do you not care what dad would think anymore?"
"I didn't want to marry Phil, but I couldn't run the country on my own, and I have grown to care for him dearly the past nine months." she whispered in a dejected tone.
"Why can't you leave me alone and go bother Alice and Emmet?" I asked her. Yeah sure I love my siblings dearly, but always having to share gets really annoying, even if we are triplets. Yes triplets, it was all a fluke though, and my mother always questioned what would have happened if there had been two boys, who would run the country.
"I will, but first I have to tell you about the ball this evening, you will want to look your best, so start getting ready now, we have to inform you about something very important. It will affect the country immensely." My mother said sadly, while starting to tear up. "Just remember that I love you." That was the last thing she said before a sob broke through her lips, and she slipped out the door. I listened to her sobs grow fainter as she made her way down the hall.
Great just great what am I going to wear? I've always hated these things because it takes hours to get ready and they always upset my mother, making her all stressed out.
Just then Anne opened the huge wooden doors to my room. She was carrying a strapless blue dress in her arms. "Bella dear, could you please stop gawking and get over here so I can lace you up. I have always disliked this part even though Anne was always so gentle. Only tightening my corset the standard, never tighter.